warning: triggering? horror ig
I hear your voice calling to me, I walk over to your grave.. It's not you anymore, your face is burnt and the blood is coming from your eyes
"what have you done?" you ask me. i don't know how to answer. you start to scream and i can't take it. it wasn't my fault, i didn't do anything. It was theirs, they told me to do it and i couldn't go against them. maybe if you would just understand, what i did was for both of us. you are okay now, you could be happy and maybe, just maybe the voices will stop and let me sleep.
AN: this was written at 2 in the morning and I' publishing it as is instead of bothering to edit it because I just wrote whatever came to mind and this is basically going to be just a bunch of jumbled words that come to mind when i'm bored or just want to write. I won't be putting much effort into this, as it isn't really a book and my writing is crap no matter what but who even reads announcements?
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